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May 2018
The hollow sound of heavy rain
As it beats upon an empty chest
No leaves to tear or lives to end
There is only rain
And storms unrest
Sometimes you have to feel empty in order to remenber what make you fulfilled.

I'm just selfish.
Written by
     sunprincess and Weeping willow
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